"That's wrong," Timmy retorted. "I was already washing my own hands at two years old. You're over twenty, and you still let my dad wash them for you."
Melody Thorne: "...Why don't you wash them for me?"
"Sure, sure," Timmy jumped down from the chair.
Jared Quinn quickly grabbed Melody Thorne's hand and led her toward the bathroom.
Timmy: "...Childish."
"Yes, young master, they're too childish. Come on, have dinner first," the butler consoled him.
...
In the car, Nina King was driving, and Yulia O'Connell had invited Melody Thorne to see the latest season of the fashion week.
Caleb's message popped up; in just three days, he had already annexed 20% of the shares from Titus Quinn's hands.
These past few days, Titus Quinn hadn't done much, but he was losing shares bit by bit, trying to destroy those Quinn Corporation shares.
"Consider it a little gift for you," Caleb's message was audacious.
"Thanks, I'll try to find you a girlfriend soon so you can settle down."
